But with a super brain-dead and mentally retarded like you, which god is willing to protect you?

If Lao Tzu hadn't been forced to cross here, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you.

No matter how much Jin soldiers are killed, will it do Lao Tzu any good? Lao Tzu doesn't want this century-old prosperous city of Tokyo, the dream capital of the world, to be destroyed, and he doesn't want the millions of people in this city to suffer from the fire!

Who do you think your old Zhao family is? Not to mention far away, with these good deeds done by the two of you, it is completely appropriate to let the Jin people be caught and suffered!

You two can die, but don't trouble the people of the world!

Seeing that Sun Hui's face seemed to be uncertain, Sun Fu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, what Sun Xianren said, can be parallel to the plan set by His Majesty, and complement each other. ”

"What does Wen Zhen think?" Zhao Huan still looked impassive, turned his head to Prime Minister He Li and asked.

"The minister thinks that Sun Xianren's plan is very good, and what Sun Shumi said is also the way of the old man to seek the country." He Li replied.

"Since this is the case, then it will be handled according to the plan of Sun Immortal." Zhao Huan finally agreed and nodded.

Seeing that Zhao Huan reluctantly agreed to his plan, Sun Hui was worried that he would create unnecessary interference for himself in the future, so he simply proposed that he would not take advantage of his blades and wanted to go to the royal arsenal to choose blades, Zhao Huan also agreed, and ordered Sun Fu to take Sun Hui to the Pingrong armor warehouse, which could be used at will.

After the banquet, Sun Hui fluttered his wings and flew out of the imperial city, he took advantage of the wine to go around the sky for a few rounds, and then planned to fly back to Genyue to find a place to rest, but it may be because of the relationship between drinking too much, plus the sky is dark, and it is snowing heavily, the sky is foggy, and the visibility is reduced, he actually lost his way, and when he flew to a place similar to a Taoist temple and landed, as soon as he landed, he found that this was not Genyue.

Sun Hui found out that he came to the wrong place and was about to leave, but found that there were plum blossoms everywhere, and the scenery was fresh and elegant, so he did not fly away immediately, but collected his wings, changed from a "feather man" to a normal person, and played in the courtyard.

He walked to a hut, the door of the hut was open, and the sound of the piano came from behind a thin bamboo curtain, Sun Hui looked up and vaguely saw the figure of a fair woman.

The woman stroked Yaoqin, chanted and sang in a low voice, her singing voice was beautiful, and her back was beautiful, which reminded Sun Hui of that dream.

He was in the cabin of the four girls, watching them perform the dream for themselves.

How many times he dreamed of that scene, wanting to immerse himself in this dream forever, unwilling to wake up.

Today, her piano and singing voice bring him almost the same feeling.

At the end of the song, the bamboo curtain rolled lightly, and she walked over to him.

When Sun Hui saw her for the first time, she couldn't help but breathe.

In terms of appearance, this woman and Ye Chuchu and the four of them, as well as Hu Liying and Roufu, are actually among the best, but she has a unique temperament on her body, which is unforgettable at first sight. Even if he mixed her among thousands of beauties, he could still feel her presence immediately!

"It turned out that the 'Qilin Immortal' was coming, and the concubine didn't know that the immortal was coming, so she was disappointed, and she hoped to forgive her sins." The woman blessed Sun Hui and said softly.

Sun Hui looked at her fixedly, and suddenly remembered who she should be.

"I have heard the name of my sister for a long time, and when I see it today, I am happy to live my life." Sun Hui said.

"I didn't expect that the name of a mortal woman could be heard by the immortals, but this is the first time we have met, right?" Master Li smiled slightly.

"My sister's name has long been like thunder, and I have wanted to see it for a long time, but I can't see it at the right time, but today it can be said that I have a long-cherished wish." Sun Hui said with a smile, he was not a lie to compliment her, the name Master Li, even in later generations, was talked about.

"The immortals are overrated." Although Sun Hui's compliment sounded a little sensual, Master Li still seemed to be very useful, she looked at him with a smile, calling him an "immortal" in her mouth, but looking at him as if the eldest sister was looking at the younger brother.

"Senior sister can call me a small character, you don't always have to call me an immortal." Sun Hui somewhat understood why Song Huizong and Zhao Ji liked her so much.

"Okay, please shoot into the house, let me serve a cup of tea, and remember not to show yourself in the snow like this next time," Master Li stepped forward and gently brushed the snow on Sun Hui's collar with his hand, and said softly, "If I suffer from the wind and cold, my sin will be great." ”

Sun Hui looked at her in front of her wearing a Taoist robe, although she didn't use powder, she was still beautiful, knowing that she had now become a female Taoist priest, and was no longer a famous prostitute who moved the famous Beijing teacher, thinking that she had now donated all her family wealth to fund the military, she couldn't help but feel respect.

Master Li invited Sun Hui to come into the house and sit down, then turned around, came to the Duobao shelf, took a hexagonal carved lacquer red box, and put it in front of Sun Hui. She gently opened the lid of the box, revealing what was inside.

It was a small lotus petal-shaped vessel, but as soon as Sun Hui saw it, he immediately froze.

It is light blue all over, with a large piece of iron wires crisscrossing all around, the shape is dignified and simple, people who lack understanding of ancient Chinese porcelain culture see it, they may think that this is an ordinary porcelain bowl, but although Sun Hui does not understand tea art, he is familiar with history, and he also has some research on antique cultural relics, and he recognizes what it is at a glance.

It was an azure-glazed Ru kiln lotus bowl.

Sun Hui carefully picked it up and carefully appreciated it.

This lotus bowl is simple and elegant. The whole body is covered with azure glaze, and the glaze is soft and clear, as verdant as jade. The pure glaze color contrasts with the fine fragments specially made by the glaze, so that the single green glaze adds a sense of rhythm and rhythm, showing the artistic style of pursuing rational beauty, which is obviously a porcelain for the court and is secretly made by the imperial kiln factory.

"It's really ...... color of 'rain over the sky'......" Sun Hui couldn't help but sigh.

It is necessary to know that this kind of azure glazed porcelain fired by the imperial kiln factory, the fetal bone is thinner, it is blue-white, the texture is very fine, the glaze is like the blue sky against the tide backdrop, the color is gray but not dark, the blue is not glamorous, green but not verdant, soft and quiet, there is the same beauty as jade, the glaze has a very fine opening piece, the depth is intertwined with each other, like a piece of silver shining fish scales, or in the form of cicada wing lines, giving people a sense of hierarchy in an orderly manner, more simple and elegant. The emperor of the Song Dynasty at that time, Zhao Ji, was elegant and ancient, and it was a porcelain made by order of the imperial kiln factory, and the shape was mostly for washing, furnace, respect, plate, bowl and other imitation ancient bronze styles. Even if Sun Hui is blind, he can recognize this kind of court porcelain.

And of course, there is only one person who can give this kind of porcelain to Master Li.

"It's ...... Emperor Daojun gave it to his sister? ......" Sun Hui put the azure glazed lotus bowl back on the table.